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[frogs croaking]

[grunts]

[fly buzzing]

All right, team. We've been on a roll lately.

Destroying factories, taking down Marauders...

[cheering]

...but don't even think about celebrating.

[blows party horn]

All of this is barely a dent in Andrias's armor.

And if we don't act fast, he'll be ready to invade other worlds soon.

We need an actual plan. Ideas, go!

- Uh... - Hmm.

What if we had free bagels Fridays and Mondays?

Oh, you mean to defeat Andrias?

- Oh! I almost forgot. - D'oh!

While we were back home, we saw this old vase with Amphibian writing on it.

[beeps]

Let's see. It says,

"Seek the mother of Olms. She will guide you to your destiny."

Cryptic. What's it mean?

We don't know.

But we found this message on Earth, so it must be important.

I'm sure if we find Mother Olm, she'll have all the answers.

[chuckles] All of this isn't much to go on.

Plus, no one's seen an Olm for decades.

We have!

Lysil and Angwin.

The Olms that almost ate us in Quarreler's Pass.

Huh. Anyone know any friendlier, less-murderous Olms?

[all] I don't know.

Murderous Olms it is.

[bird shrieking]

Never thought we'd be here again.

Hey! That wasn't there before.

[whirring]

Ugh. Yikes. Go low, Joe.

[shrieks]

So, how do we get these Olms to come out?

Hmm.

Ow! Hey! Cut it out!

Yes, good! Whine louder!

[echoing]

[rumbling]

- [all gasp] - [sniffs]

Hey! It's those squabbling frog siblings.

This time we're going to actually eat you.

And your little friends too!

[all shout]

Sure. Go ahead and eat us.

We'll just carve our way out of your stomachs.

Whoa. Okay. Point taken.

Literally.

We just wanna talk to you.

Do you guys know the Mother of Olms?

[gasps] How do you know about Mother Olm?

You dum-dum! Now they know we know her.

You're the dum-dum!

Hey, guys, focus.

[clears throat] Sorry, sorry.

Mother Olm is the oldest, wisest Olm in the world.

Keeper of ancient secrets and prophecies.

She lives in our homeland, the subterranean city of Proteus.

Can you take us there?

We could, but it would be pointless.

Olms are famously suspicious of outsiders.

They'd never let you inside.

Plus, we're sorta banished.

What? Why?

One time we were on night watch and, well, we started arguing.

Because we were distracted, a swarm of troglobites snuck past us

and nearly destroyed Proteus.

Not our finest moment.

Wait. They threw you out after one mistake?

That's totally not fair!

Everyone deserves a second chance.

[clears throat] Well, the fate of Amphibia may rest on us finding the Mother of Olms.

If you take us to Proteus, you'd have a hand in saving the world.

Then the Olms would have to take you back, right?

No, probably not.

But we don't have anything better to do, so...

That's the spirit. Ish.

Whoa.

What are these?

It's how we communicate.

Cool! What does it say?

"Steve's a jerk"?

Come on. We're almost there.

Welcome to Proteus.

- [Anne] So cool. - [Hop Pop] Amazing!

Halt! [sniffs]

Lysil, Angwin, what are you two doing here?

You're exiled.

[sniffs] You brought strangers?

Ooh, Parisia is not going to like this.

Parisia?

She presides over Proteus.

Is she a warm, sweet-natured Olm who will help us any way she can?

You're about to find out. Now move.

Whoa.

- [rumbling] - Huh?

Sprig, what did you do?

It wasn't him.

Mysterious earthquakes have been wreaking havoc on the city for weeks.

Water is being diverted,

tunnels have become blocked, sunlight has even seeped in.

Sunlight? No!

- [sizzling] - [groans]

Have you gone out to investigate the cause?

Or asked the surface dwellers for help?

We can't go above ground. We'll burn alive.

Plus, we don't associate with your kind if we can help it.

Indeed. Insularity is how we Olms survive.

Fewer friends, sure. But also fewer foes.

I am Parisia. What do you want, outsiders?

We've come to see Mother Olm.

Mother Olm? How do you know-- [sniffs]

You two! I should have known you were involved.

For bringing outsiders here, you shall be punished severely.

You should be thanking them.

King Andrias is gonna destroy Amphibia if we don't join together and stop him.

That's none of our concern.

We will thrive down here as we always have.

By keeping our snouts out of other species business.

- [rocks crashing] - [rumbling]

[Olms screaming]

It's probably that giant drill we saw.

Andrias must be mining for something.

Got to be iron ore.

Proteus is built on a huge deposit of it.

He must want it to build more war machines.

A giant drill? War machines?

[laughs] Preposterous.

These natural tremors are nothing more than common earthquakes.

- Makes sense to me. - Uh-huh.

But what about the sunlight? How do you explain that?

Silence! Guards, dispose of these outsiders.

- What about us? - Give us a second chance!

No second chances.

This is the Olm way.

And stay out.

[Lysil, Angwin sigh]

Hey. I know what it's like to make a huge mistake you regret.

I'm still fighting to make up for it.

And I hope you won't give up either.

- [sighs] We'll try. - Easier said than done.

- [rumbling] - [gasps]

The drill! [grunts]

- It must be getting close to the city. - [grunts]

We have to do something! [grunts]

Come on. I know a shortcut to the surface.

Phew. You didn't say the shortcut was full of stank beetles.

Don't worry. You'll stop smelling in five days.

Or was it five years?

All right, team. Attack plan epsilon.

What about us? We wanna help too.

The sunlight's too strong. Just wait here. We got this.

All right, Plantars. Let's go.

[computer] Reaching Proteus in ten, nine...

- This thing's on autopilot. - ...eight, seven, six...

Everyone try to find a way to shut it down.

[beeping]

[alarm blares]

Oh, crud. It needs a password.

Any guesses?

Try 12345!

- [alarm blares] - Eh, worth a shot.

[computer] Five, four, three, two...

Ugh! We're out of time.

It sounds like they're in trouble.

We can't just sit here.

Finally something we agree on. Come on!

- [sizzling] - [both groan]

[both] For Proteus!

- [sizzling] - [both groaning]

[both screaming]

Lysil, Angwin, what are you doing?

What we have to.

- Angwin, you ready? - Ready!

[screams]

[both screaming]

Hold fast, Lysil!

You too, Angwin.

It's coming down. Run!

[all screaming]

[all groaning]

Everyone okay?

Lysil? Angwin? Oh, no.

[groaning]

Guys, are you okay?

I can't believe you dove into the drill like that.

It was the only way to save the city.

Proteus will always be our home.

Even if we don't live in it.

[sniffing]

Gonna be real hard to deny the existence of that drill now.

- This doesn't prove anything. - [all] What?

How do I know you didn't fake this?

Look at Lysil and Angwin.

They nearly killed themselves to protect you and your dumb city.

Did they? Maybe they injured themselves on purpose

to make it look like they protected us.

- Yeah. - That's right.

[chattering]

You two, get these outsiders out of our city.

Argh!

You are the biggest moron I have ever met!

- [echoing] - Excuse me?

Whoa. Sash, I don't think that's a good i--

I don't care anymore, Anne!

Lysil and Angwin bent over backwards to prove they deserved a second chance.

But this snooty despot and her crummy town aren't worth it.

Come on, guys.

If these idiots wanna perish in denial, that's their business.

Let's get out of here.

Hmm.

Don't worry, you two.

If this city won't have you, Wartwood will.

- We will? - [Parisia] Not so fast!

You dare insult Parisia, the guardian of Proteus,

who has ruled over the city for thousands of years?

Impressive.

You've all got guts.

- Especially the fur-clad one. - [all] Huh?

I haven't been yelled at like that for about 500 years,

and it kinda shook me up.

I don't know what's going on topside,

but maybe it's better to be safe than sorry.

You shall meet Mother Olm.

Hang on. What about Lysil and Angwin?

Ugh. Fine.

They shall be granted access to the city.

- Yes! You won't be sorry! - Yay!

Under constant supervision.

- Boo. - Oh, that's lame.

Oof. Oh, okay.

- Thank you so much. - We appreciate it.

Yes, yes. Don't make me regret it.

Now then, follow me.

Mother awaits.

[theme song playing]

[Anne laughs]

[Hop Pop] Whoo-hoo! Baby ♪

- [Sprig vocalizes] - [Hop Pop] Whoa!

- [Polly screams] - [Anne] Baby!

[Sprig vocalizes]

[Anne vocalizes] Ba-ba-ba-baby ♪

[song ends]